Interview

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Jimei was shaking so hard when she entered the room. I mean, who wouldn't be? To Jimei, this was a life-or-death situation. Get hired at her favorite restaurant or face eternal shame from her roommates. AKA Oribia and Jerry...


"The interviewer is in here," The tall, skinny lady informed Jimei, gave her a hard look, then whispered in Jimei's ear, "good luck." Ok. So Jimei is now screaming, dying, and crying internally. Breath! She told herself. She nearly booked it. But she held firm. She took a big breath, and opened the foreboding door. Her eyes bulged out the skull of her head.


"Holy frijole..."
















A/N~ Hey. So I just wanted to apologize if this chapter seemed weird, but I have a BIG BIG BIIIIIIIIIG surprise next chapter waiting, and I have a minimum of 100 words per chapter so  Ihad to do a lot of filler. I apologize. Anyways thanks for reading, and if you want to know what Jimei also does during her life, read my Heros of Chicken! 

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